It's easy to write what I feel
To let go of steam in chapter one
Hiding behind each page
Counting the day I ran out of words
To ended up quitting in rage.
Tired of people, I used that as an excuse
A problem to be written
To my own use.
The opinions that are listened
Are ignored later on
Negatively written
Until the paper is torn
In Chapter two
I simply write the truth
Vent it onto paper
I known your a lier
See through your...